Welcome Ethereals and Norms.

I never thought that this would be hard, but it already seems as if I’m being pulled into the same crowd as many of those around me. I haven’t partied or went out to a club and acted silly for weeks! For dinner last night I had a four-course meal which included Arugula, Chesapeake Rockfish, some sort of french thing covered in chocolate and an assortment of wine with each course. I’ve carried out philosophical debates while laying back against satin arm-chairs and tasted the rim of gold on the exterior of polished goblets.

I’ve been called stupid because of my inability to submit to ignorance, I’ve won every single debate and discussion that I have engaged in. I have turned down employment because it conflicts with my morals. I have been demanding and absolutely selfish in the procurement of little things that bring me joy. I’ve successfully been able to shun the world and find fulfillment in myself alone.

I firmly believe that I am well on my way to becoming quite the elitist.

Even though its not who I am.

I think.